Relatable Stories

Serenity Norms Exist (verb) : Have objective reality or being Synonym : live

❧Arrange Marriage❧ Vaishali Mohite, 25 years old, A girl who believes no one could fall in love with her because she is ugly and ordinary. Ravish Patil, 30 years old, A guy who waited his whole life to fall in love with his wife because he didn't believe that relationships before marriage could work. In a world where love is often fleeting, can they find a lasting connection within the bonds of tradition? ❦❧❦❧❦ Tropes Arrange Marriage Age Gap Slow Burn Romance Professor X Engineer He fell first; she fell harder. ❦❧❦❧❦ The story and plot is pretty simple with little to no drama. The story will contain three Pov's - Ravish, Vaishali and Author. Do give this story a try. At least read 10 to 15 chapters to form an opinion about the story. ❦❧❦❧❦ Started ~ 24th July 2025 Ended ~ 1st Nov 2025

"Come on, give me your bag. I'll carry it." Navika frowned. "Why? It's not even heavy." Yug smirked, slinging it over his shoulder anyway. "Because sometimes, Miss Sharma... Apka stress kam karna he, meri life ka happiest moment ban jata hai." (Because sometimes, Miss Sharma... reducing your stress becomes the happiest moment of my life.) _______________________________________________ 💗💗Update Schedule: Every Monday 💗💗 Best rankings: #1 in Relatable _______________________________________________ This isn't your usual mafia/CEO/forced marriage Wattpad plot. It's a slow burn. It's messy. It's full of drama. And maybe, just maybe, it'll destroy your "delulu" about Mr Perfect or Miss Elegant. Because sometimes... love isn't about perfection. It's about finding magic in the most unexpected places. Getting comfort, in the people you don't wanna even see, or maybe you do, just you don't admit it. _______________________________________________ Navika Sharma: polite until pushed, gentle until challenged, and lethal when she chooses to be. Brain sharp, humor sharper. A computer science girl who doesn't shout - she wins Yug Arora: the quiet guy until something pokes his emotions - then it's blunt honesty, restless loyalty, and panic hidden under bad jokes. A tech-smart, socially-confused boy who acts tough, feels too much, and melts the second Navika steps in. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Navika × Yug ~ NAVYUG: a new era ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She is the symbol of dedication. He is the beat of the dance floor. Her comfort zone is novels. His leisure time is gaming. She can rule with her eyes. He can ruin with his words. ***Tropes *** ⁎Enemies-to-Lovers (one-sided) ⁎Opposites Attract ⁎He Fell First. She fell harder ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Same college. Same branch. Zero idea how love sneaks in. But when it did, it hit like bliss- UNTIL DESTINY HAD OTHER PLANS. Will destiny separate them? Or love will find its NAVYUG?

[BxB] Gaten has only been in love once, and to him, that's already one too many. Because his first love was a boy. A boy who, when he finally gained the courage to confess to, disappeared off the face of the planet. To save his heart, Gaten chalked it up to a teenage crush that never stood a chance. Fast forward three years later, Gaten is in need of a little side cash. So, right before his senior year starts, he gets a job at a boxing gym. Only, he's not the only new guy at the gym. Now, Gaten, who hasn't thought of love since freshman year, is suddenly wondering if it's worth it again...

"I just can't think straight when it comes to you, Deepika. Why do you do this to me?" says Arjun "I'm not doing anything, Arjun," she hissed. "It's you. You're the one confusing the shit out of me." In one sudden movement, he pulled her close. Lifted her chin and pressed his lips against hers. Updated twice a week!

"I won't date you." Five years ago, Kenji Yamamoto met Ichika Nakamura. Now they're in the same high school. They call it friendship. It's easier that way. Some things don't stay buried, and not everything is as perfect as it seems. I Won't Date You is a slow-burn romance light novel. Volume 1 is complete. Volume 1.5 is now being uploaded.

Vanshika Verma is a bold extrovert with a heart of gold and chaos within her. With a faith and bhakti of Kanhaji inside her, she is a teenage wrapped in firecrackers with a touch kpop air and fandom. Arpit Dwivedi is an ambivert with a mind of scientist but naughty pranks too. His world spins around cricket, physics, and peace. On the outside, he's the "silent top student," but inside hides a storm he never shows. Now, what happens when Vanshika's filmy chaos collides with Arpit's calm world? When fate decides to mess with Vanshika's "no love till I achieve" rulebook? Will this teenage tale bloom into sunshine and confessions... or turn into a bittersweet ride of heartbreaks, roasts, and reality checks? Let's dive into their story...!! 🌸 ✨ *A Silent Fantasy* - not your typical rom-com, but a rollercoaster of first love, teenage dreams, and unspoken goodbyes. 🌼 --- ### ❀ Tropes: °.° Extrovert X Ambivert °.° Sunshine X Silent storm °.° She loved first and hard, he fell late °.° Friends to enemies °.° Teenage fiction °.° School love & roasts °.° Bittersweet romance --- Do give a chance to this book and i assure you wont regret choosing this. DONOT ! I SAID , DONOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK !!

!!BOOK TWO!! ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Darren Amity always thought he'd never get anywhere in life. Too depressed to see past the darkness. He always wondered when it would end. If it would end. Eventually he just gave up and decided to let life or fate or God; decide for him. Darren struggled with himself and his thoughts every day. Telling himself to get up and go for a walk, go hangout with his siblings or friends. Just to get out of bed.. Darren thought he wasn't going anywhere any time soon, at 19 years old. He felt completely useless and ashamed. He wondered if anyone had noticed him falling apart. Or maybe they've simply mistook his silence and dry smile as reserved. Stoic. shy. But it wasn't any of those, no matter how much he didn't deny it. How could he? He couldn't tell them how he really felt inside. How painful it all was. But maybe all he needed was someone to catch him before he shattered. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Reuben always thought he wasn't seen. He felt like he couldn't do anything, so when he felt proud of something he DID do- he wanted it to be recognized. Reuben thought he had a good childhood but his mind often explores into the deeper pits. He wondered if he was just being dramatic. Selfish or ungrateful whenever he thinks negative thoughts upon his parents. But.. was it completely his fault if he's feeling this way? Reuben often finds himself in his own deep depression. Battling with himself, tricking his brain so things wouldn't seem so hard to accomplish. Simple things. Like showering, making his bed, leaving the house, brushing his teeth... simply living. Reuben had always been isolated since the age of 12, but after his siblings all moved away and he moved a few hours away from his hometown where most of his family was, he just.. collapsed. And now... he needed someone to pick him up again. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Hii! It's my first time writing on wattpad and i thought it would be fun to use it as my diary.

I introduce you to her.

this is all of my original poetry ;) to save my sanity, i post new poems every week!

This is the story of two Celestial twins, who are children of the creators of the celestial realm, The Glass Stormspire Realm. A few days after they were born their mother who was the goddess of all creation, Lyra Mistwalker and their father Asterus Mistbringer are forced to send the twins into the Realm Of Mortals with a family of humans made immortal who were good friends with the king and queen who agreed to take them in. They were taken as infants to the human world and had unique qualities and attributes nullified by a charm that the human parents hid far away safely where no one would find them. Meanwhile in the Glass Stormspire Realm their Uncle Tanala SkyWarden already starts to search for the sword of the celestial titans of creation the King and Queens parents and the Evil Uncles. They're forced to learn the truth about who they are also going through hard times not knowing the truth, their mortal parents having to teach them the way as they find their powers trying to survive and prevent a war and the end of all creation. Too Find out more please Read!!!!

A chaotic diary written by a mentally unstable teenager trying to survive school, relationships, identity and her own thoughts. About friendships, fear, anger, school and all the things I can't say out loud. People here are named after teas and flowers for privacy reasons... or maybe because it's easier to process that way, for they don't actually feel real. (Idk why I'm doing this. Could this be considered a vent..??)

Sixteen-year-old Polly Roth is every teacher's pet. Her former friend Trent Davis is Pinehill High School's hunk and yearbook chairman. With the junior prom just around the corner, Polly never having had a date, and her fear of being labeled "lifelong nerd" in the yearbook--if she doesn't find a boyfriend--she turns to her rocker guitarist bff Karen "Electric" Shaw for help. Will their dating plan to win a guy for Polly be Polly's best boyfriend solution, or teen-love recipe for disaster?

⚠️ WARNING: Contains mild language and heavy themes. The Villanueva siblings-or Jill, Mia, Addie, Bobbie, and Tony-are all unsurprisingly chaotically wonderful in their own ways. They've survived the hardships of life, school, and whatnot all together; but what happens when life throws an unfamiliar curveball at the five that may cause a heavy fallout between them?

THE VIBE: 🌙 The Hook: She lives by the Book; he doesn't believe in the Author. ✍️ The Twist: She writes the stories; he's the plot twist she never saw coming. 🔬 The Experiment: He was supposed to be a character study, but he's rewriting her rules. 🏰 The Conflict: Her personal space is a fortress, his presence is a siege. ☀️ The Trope: Double Grumpy x Sunshine. (Neither knows who is which). 🛗 The Catalyst: A hijabi warrior, an atheist bad boy, and a library lift. Lyla is not that "perfect high-achieving oldest daughter" , but a walking contradiction and a fierce warrior who would burn the world for her family; she is a hard worker when it comes to her job, but a total "clumsy potato" when it comes to study , until guilt kicks in and she goes and open that book . There is one thing more important to her even than the food, and that is her own personal space. She treats it like a high-security fortress and hates when people enter her personal space, both mentally and physically. And men? She's their biggest hater , at least on the surface. In reality, her "Crush Statistics" grow every year, but she has a 0% "Making a Move" rate. All she does is fantasize and move on. She treats handsome men like museum exhibits: look, but don't get near (and definitely don't talk to). She would never make a move, but she is very emotionally intelligent. She can read the room and people, and acts based on that; and a great observer. When she was on a journey to find a job that matches her interests, she found her spark in writing. Now, every handsome face she sees is just "research" for her next chapter. That was the plan, anyway. One Tuesday, a simple stretch and a trip to the library lift brings her face-to-face with a French-cropped, siren-eyed "bad boy" who threatens to shatter her personal space. For the first time, Lyla's sharp observation skills fail her, and her only instinct is to run.She thought she was just collecting a face for her book but god had o

Random Sindhanais ennoda raw, unfiltered thoughts, late-night musings, and everyday observations-oda motha muttai. Childhood memories-oda bittersweet nostalgia-la irundhu, adulting panra thallatam, society, love, and life-oda beautiful chaos-a paathna random rants varaiku-idhu eppovume nonstop-a yosikra mind-galkana oru safe space. Sila chapters unga sirippu muttum, sila chapters unga deep-a pause panni yosika vaikum, innosila chapters unaku rumba dhumma irukrappo oru warm hug maari feels tharum. Pure Tanglish and English blend-la ezhudhirukardhala, namma tea kadaila best friend kooda ukandhu pesra maari dhaan irukum. So, ungaluku pudicha oru drink-a yedhuthukoanga, comfortable-a ukandhukoanga, let's dive into the random depths of the mind!

Congratulations biwi" he said. This is the first word he's ever said to me. And God his vioce is amazing. And did he said Congratulations. Huhh! Bullshit. I looked at him and he smiled. Fucking hell. But he's got a pretty smile though. And I narrowed my eyes and said "Congratulations to ME" And this is my first ever word that I've said to him. ____________________________

Her name was Diana. She never bothered anybody, and that, for some reason, bothered everybody. Soon enough, people started spreading rumors about Diana. That she wanted to take a girl's eyes out. That she was a horny bitch. That she was simply 'weird'. Could they say why they thought she was weird? Well, no. But she was always alone, like a freak. So there must have been something wrong with her.

No one really tells teenagers the truth in a way that actually prepares them for real life, instead you get watered down advice that sounds good but doesn't mean much when things get hard. The truth is your life isn't shaped by big moments, it's shaped by small decisions you barely notice until they start adding up and quietly changing your direction. Before It's Too Late is a raw, honest, and eye opening guide to teenage life, habits, mindset, and growth , no fluff, no sugar coating, just the things most people only realise when the consequences are already here. You're looking at this now take what you will.